A poem capturing the feeling of being caught in a state of grief.
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That validation is only a substitute for the cosmic glow I already hold.
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running from that in which i must simultaneously return to
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Poetry: In patient rain I hear your voice.
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I see-saw between yesterday and tomorrow, searching for comfort and eager to begin the future we all wait for.
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Poetry about escape.
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I had glorified my idea of the 18th century to an extent in which I was unable to focus on the present.
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I realize that part of adulthood is returning to, and embracing, the pleasures of our youth.
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I wasn’t running away but reluctantly leaving it all behind, embarking on the first move of my young adult life.
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I’ve run away from who I was, and I’ve returned in a way that stunted my growth. There’s a balance, and I’m finding it.
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For the first time in a few years I found myself head-over-heels in love with home again.
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September 2019: Running and Returning
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